Fire In The Booth (Part 2)

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Pak-Man - Rap

Fire In The Booth (Part 2)

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[Verse 1] Medusa's on Medusa's, I'm Versace'd off More than a quarter brick on my wrist, that's what my Carti cost I need fifty for a whip, just to park the drop Switching up these Moncler's like Charlie Sloth Sold out shows, I'm soon touring Britain Ice on my wrist look like water dripping Me and J Money rolling, that's a quarter million Push a button, put the whip into sports, it's missing Diamonds jumping out the ring like David Haye I smoke a paper plane then I fade away I had to make a change, tryna make a change I had to break the cycle, had to break the chain I still remember nights when I was broke and stressing Now it's custom frozen pendants, brudda I don't roll with peasants I'm not stopping here, there's more Roleys pending I wear Gucci, I wear Louis but you know my preference Feeling healthy, I ain't listening to a crappy offer Me and Bello up in Chelsea eating crab and lobster Old school like Happy Shopper, pretty girls I've had a lotta I've got birds flying like Harry Potter Big Pak up in this, need to buy my mum a crib Might even put a Roley on my likkle brudda's wrist Crabs in a bucket, look you know how the gutter is I splash grands, might grab a Batman like my brudda Shift Iced out both pinkies, listening to some old Rimzee Told Roach "If you ain't got my money, brudda don't ring me" Jokes that's my brudda still, dreaming bout a hundred mill When you're coming where I'm from you know the hunger's real Man better talk to me properly My Moncler costs more than your shotty I've got bad B's, all of them on me Took L's, I was hustling sloppy Now my sub the same colour as broccoli I made it through the storm and learned to stand alone I've come a long way from a pushbike up on Palace Road I grew up in a mad ends Feeling like I have more creps than I have friends Fashion killer, who's rapping realer? I'll stack a mill up I've got soldiers, more legs than a caterpillar I ain't living off my daddy's skrilla Thought you was my homie, fuck you and your scatty sister Minute since I spoke to Lidge, minute since I linked with Des I'ma get rich or die trying like 50 Cent My life's been a movie, put it on the big screen Hardoe got the Cuban with the big beads Two packs for a sixteen, cruising through Bickley Fam I've got corn that's bigger than your pit's teeth Still on stuff, work hard you will prosper Round some chill mobsters eating grilled lobsters Haze that's my big bro, dropped Lee my first packs I was in the kitchen tryna whip it like a Merc akh Christina I was walking on, I smoke Gelato 41 When I grab a Day-Date, that's a forty mill or forty-one [Verse 2] I used to love you like a brother, now nothing's the same I remember walking home, being stuck in the rain Girls always wanna know my government name She's from Pakistan so she fell in love with my chain I'm still shining akh, alhamdulilah I haven't come here this far just to come here this far All over Great Britain you can hear my name ringing Now my lane's switching, bro you're breathing but you ain't living There's not a lot of cars that I haven't driven Cut from a different cloth, my fabric different Numbers running through my head like I'm a mathematician Real shit, I used to send that brudda racks in prison Came home, forgot man started moving weird It's strange, I've seen people change through the years I was blowing in a fast car, bet I get the last laugh Stop off in Bradford, get a lamb chops from Lala's If I'm up in Hudds then I'm up in Circle If I'm smoking stardawg then the buds are purple I met a girl in Wolves, she used to live in Manny When I'm O.T. I'm chilling with my drillers family In the Malmaison, Balmain's on And you know you're popping brudda when the hate's strong It's deeper than music, they feel me up in Luton Fam I used to shop at Primark up in Tooting Back in school man used to laugh at my trainers lots Now I can blow twenty on a stainless watch I ain't rich yet but I'm far from broke Growing up my dad was missing and we hardly spoke I'm eating sea bass up in Oxford, by the river chilling I see Polza in Givenchy while he's still in prison Suave said it's not long before we hit a million I've got five cooking up, whipping in the kitchen Been a while since I went Lahore and touched Karachi I've got supporters up in Burton and up in Derby In my mum's house, big pot of biryani My brother we ain't stopping till we're in Ferrari's Me and V.I., we was rolling through Coventry Jewellery that I got cost more than a box of B I'm blowing money fast like a brudda won the lottery Accumulating properties, Monopoly I did wrong but I can make it right Baby I can change your life, stay the night Maybe we can take a flight I've been around the whole world Your ex, he just did things on a low scale Would you still love me if I was broke girl? I ain't tryna wind up in the block again That girl only like you cause you got a Benz I've got links from London to Nottingham Only ring me when you want something then you're not my friend Don't worry how I get dough, go and buy a ticket to my next show You don't need to listen through your headphones It's time this industry let a legend in I mean it when I say I'm more focused than I've ever been

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